Toilet reading
Last weekend, we went to the IWA Canal Festival (I wrote about it at the time) and whilst browsing some of the trade stands, picked up a copy of the Vetus catalogue.
Vetus are well known in boating circles for their trademark yellow-painted engines, but they sell a huge range of boating-related ’stuff’ from portholes to sanitary systems and they’re all listed in their 100 or so page catalogue which makes for an interesting browse.
Because it’s one of those books you could pick up and spend two or three minutes just flicking through, it makes an ideal toilet book. After all, you don’t really want to be delving in to War and Peace. You want something to take your mind temporarily off the job in hand that doesn’t take a lot of “getting in to”.
Personally, I have a range of toilet reading matter. There are a couple (!) of issues of PC World, several Canal and Riverboat and the odd Waterways World all of which I browse depending on how the mood takes me.
Mrs Woolforbrains finds this strange. She doesn’t read on the lav. She says girls don’t generally read on the lav. I don’t even think she knits on the lav. Why is this? What is it about blokes that makes them want to read on the lav? I’ve often wondered why the Americans call it anything but a toilet (apparently, to call it a toilet is considered the height of rudeness). Bathroom. Restroom.
Bathroom it certainly isn’t. Most don’t have baths in them, but perhaps there’s a clue in the last one. Perhaps Americans read on the lav and they take the opportunity to go for a sit down and a browse of the latest copy of whatever it is they read whilst relieving themselves of the previous night’s curry and that’s where we’ve picked the habit up from? If that is the case, it’s one of the better traits our US compatriots have exported over here.
Excuse me. I’m off for a read…
